She was still in Rutian's lap, though her legs were now curled to the side of Rutian's legs.  One of her hands was settle on her legs the other was loosely placed on Rutian's chest.  Her face was nestled in the nape of his neck to keep the cold from freezing her face.  The chill was seeping through the space blanket, occasionally Namyr or Rutian would shiver and draw the other closer.  They were going to die from the cold, Namyr knew it, her head felt fuzzy and she wanted to sleep so badly, her head nodded a few times before she closed her eye.

"Namyr don't fall asleep," Rutian whispered quietly in her ear, his voice was muffled and he seemed on the verge of sleep as well.  His arms side around her waist and squeezed her briefly.  the sound of mechanical creaking caused Namyr to lift her head in time to have a wave of heat rush over her face.  She blinked several times, long lines of machines began passing them.  None of the driver took notice of the white lump to the side of the cave, with good reason, snow had blown into the cave covering the two Twi'leks and the lump known as Alater.  From within the back of the cave Namyr could see bright lights, the drug ring's base no doubt.

"Come on, we need to drag Alater in there," she said standing up and staggering a little, leaning against the wall her and Rutian managed to carry Alater between them into the heated base.  Settling behind a bunch of boxes, Namyr began rubbing her legs and arms to get feeling back into her body.

"So a distraction?" Namyr questioned her fingers squeezing the handles of her blades.  "I have a few ideas," she added reaching into her medic bag and pulling out an old bottle of rum, she then looked at Rutian as she shoved some bandages into the container, "You've never met Snipes my SL have you?  He ordered me to have emergency booze on hand at all times,"  Namyr lit a match and caught the bandages on fire before looking over the crates, her eyes narrowed at a truck that hadn't gone out with the rest of them.  she hoped it was full of fuel.  A graceful over hand throw later, Namyr ducked behind the crates with their hands over thier ears a Lekku each entwined around the other.  A huge explosion later the two of them were over the box.  Unspokenly, Namyr took the left side of the cave and Rutian took the right.  Droids squeaked around them trying to put the fires out, only to have them catch on fire themselves.  Namyr spun around cutting down one man that was coming towards her with a blaster.  She moved on to another, her leg coming out and triking him in the jaw, the crack she felt and heard was almost satisfying.

"Alater will be fine behind those crates for now, probably the team that went out, went to drop off the lastest shipment at the launch site, they won't be back for a few hours.  I'd bet my left Lekku that the boss of this little operation doesn't like to go out in the cold and is lurking about this place," Namyr said finishing cleaning her blades.  She had never seen another Twi'lek as good with melee weapons as she was.  She had watched from the corner of her eye, watching as Rutian fought.  His feet movement, how he spun the weapon in his hand made her want to challenge him to spar right then and there, well spar was one thing she wanted to do then and there.  Namyr scowled a little, she couldn't think of those thoughts right now, and not with Rogueboy at home waiting on her.

"Pity about your shirt, that will never come out," she commented with a chuckle handing Rutian a rag for his hand, "After you," she motioned to the stairs to the rest of the warehouse.

Upon hearing Rutian start huffing Namyr looked over his shoulder, "So gramps, having trouble keeping up, do you want me to get your walker, or should I plain out carry you?" she asked her eyes twinkling a little and humor filled her voice.  She didn't even get a chance to protest as Rutian grabbed her around the waist and slung her over his shoulder and continued down the stairs.

"You ass, if we weren't on a mission right now I'd cause a ruckus," Namyr whispered angerily, resisting the urge to yank on Rutian's Lekku.  As they came to the end of the stairs Rutian put Namyr back on her two feet and gave an almost smug smile before continuing down the hallway.  As soon as he had gotten halfway Namyr yanked him to the side into another empty hallway as the door opened at the end of the hallway they had been traveling down.  Their bodies pressed against each other and the wall, Namyr held a finger to her lip.  A servant passed carrying a tray, Namyr nodded to Rutian and the two of them ran for the still open door.

"Wait don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want!  Power, riches?  I bet you two would love your own little planet away from it all," the short little man begged, Namyr sneered, disguisted not only did this man not fight for himself he also begged for his life like the little pig he was.

"Pitiful," Namyr hissed looking disguisted as the man's sweat hands groped at the papers on his desk.

"I'd have to agee," Rutian nodded lifting his weapon to strike.  From the doors on the sides of the office droids marched out, weapons in hand.  Namyr let out a string of curses as her and Rutian were surrounded.  The little man edged for a smaller door behind his desk as the droids lifted thier blasters to fire.

A horrible roar from the hall made Namyr practically jump out of her skin and then Alater was there in the room ripping through the driods.  The droid's blaster shots easily bounced off his scales.

"Come on, he's got this, we have to get the boss," Rutian said pulling Namyr along through the door and down a flight of stairs to what looked like a small hangar.  The short man was already firing up his ship and preparing for take off.

"You wouldn't by chance have a blaster rocket would you?" Namyr spoke bitterly as the ship hovered in the air and was rising out of the hangar heading for a hole in the roof.

Namyr was heading towards the shuttle, she knew only one man could get a rescue shuttle here so quickly.  Smiling she was suddenly grabbed by the waist and spun around to lock eyes with Rutian's blue eyes.  Namyr, a little shocked, there was no space between their bodies, the heat between them warding off the cold air.  Before she could protest Rutian's lips were against her's, his hands clinging to her waist trying to bring her closer to him, though it was impossible.  Lekku from both of them twisted and intertwined, Namyr's hands clung to Rutian's robes.  She didn't stop herself as her hand untangled from his robed and reached around his neck, running her fingers along his Lekku.  From her lungs she let out a small whimper.  And then she was standing in the middle of the snow, very confused watching Rutian walk off.  She reached up to touch her swollen lip, her body shaking a little as well as her heart pounding.

"Nams?" A familiar voice spoke from the enterance of the shuttle and out lept a tall man with brown hair and lime eyes.  He quickly passed by Rutian and jogged over to where Namyr was, "Are you okay?" Rogueboy asked taking Namyr in his arms and pulling her close.

"Of course I am," Namyr beamed forgetting the kiss Rutian had given her and her thoughts turned completely to the man in front of her, "You know me, its not a mission unless you think I'm dead."

"Well I am getting tired of recieving funeral flowers," Rogueboy joked his lime eyes glittering with amusement before he leaned forward and kissed Namyr gently.

"But they're nice flowers," Namyr protested and then threw her arms around Rogueboy's neck kissing him hard on the lips.

After a row of fifteen stitches were stitched in her forehead, Namyr and Rogueboy retreated to Rogueboy's officer's suite in the back of the ship.  After, 'inspecting,' Namyr to make sure she was alright, Rogueboy began putting his boots back on.  Sitting on the edge of the bed as he did so, Namyr came from behind him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"Where's the rush Solidier?" she asked pouting a little, her fingers brushing through Rogueboy's brown hair in an affectionate manner.

Rogueboy let out a sigh running a hand over his face as he prepared an explination, "We're going to be docking at one of the bases on one of the nearby planets.  High command has another mission in the same solar system and decided that since you all were here that this was a good time as any to get this projects done," Rogueboy said and Namyr dropped her arms.

"What?  But we just finished a mission?"  Namyr said looking shocked.

"I know but as soon as we dock they're giving you another piliot and sending you a few planets down to take care of a Empire base that's been having trouble with the insect life.  And as soon as we dock I have to take another shuttle back to High command to give them a report."

How about you go on this mission and I go do paperwork," Namyr snapped laying back on the bed her hands clentched in fists. 

"Hey don't get angry with me, I only tell you what they tell me to tell you!" Rogueboy shot back turning and glaring at Namyr.

"Oh and as if you don't have any say," Namyr spat angrily.

"When it comes to this, no, no I don't," Rogueboy snapped back both man and Twi'lek scowled at one another.

"Okay how about another question Alexander," Namyr said, Rogueboy letting out a sigh and rolling his eyes knowing where this was going, "What about if we get married, if we have kids, how in the hell are we going to manage this?"

"You know how I feel about kids," Rogueboy said quietly.

"Yes, yes I know, I know all too well!" Namyr said biting back her tongue to keep from yelling, "I thought I could be willing to give up having children, I thought I could, but damn it Alexander, I can't I want to get married have children so badly.  Do you know how hard it is to love someone so much but be unable to share of of the most precious gifts with them just because he's too afraid of what the future may hold?"

'Namyr this isn't the time to start this, the ship is going to be docking any moment," rogueboy growled shoving his other foot in his boot and quickly buttoned up his shirt, "We'll talk about this at him, concentrate on the mission," he added his voice softening a little before heading out of the room the brief Alater and Rutian.

"I'm fine," Rutian growled between pointed clenched teeth making Namyr take a step back.

"Nonsense," she sighed her foot shooting out in time to catch the door as Rutian pushed the button to close it, "It's just going to be a quick exam to make sure there's no damage. The you can go back to ignoring me. For what reason I have no freaking idea," a muscle in Rutian's cheek twitched interesting, his eyes seemed to fill with some sort of rage but Namyr stared back with calm, stubborn eyes.

With a grisly smirk, Rutian opened his door and waved Namyr in, "Lets get this over with," he growled darkly.

'Right," Namyr replied dryly stepping inside, the skin on the back of her neck breaking into goosebumps as the door closed behind her. She felt as though she just stepped into the forbidden territory of some predator and she, with one false move, would be killed, and she wasn't wanted in this lair. Suddenly balking a little at Rutian's bedroom Namyr cracked her fingers nervously, stretching them out with the hand exercises she used to limber up her hands for her blades.

They both walked into the bedroom, Namyr blinking a few times, the room was entirely dark. She reached over to turn on the light only to have Rutian grab her arm, "Leave them off," he growled dropping her arm.

"You're not making this easy," Namyr spoke and she got silence as a response, she the sighed, "Sit on the floor in front of the bed," she said, more silence as Rutian did what she said. She sat on the bed behind him, gently she began with the part of his skull right before the Lekku and moved backward her fingers softly touching one Lekku, gently applying pressure, looking for any bruising or damage.

One thing Namyr could admit to herself was the fact that she was constantly prepared to be attacked and when she was she easily could fall into a position to protect herself. Which was exactly what she did as she was thrown across the room. Twi'lek dancers out of any other professions taught on Ryloth the first thing they learned to do was fall without hurting themselves. Namyr commanded her body to relax, hitting the ground before righting herself and crouching. Rutian was searching the floor for something, what she didn't know, nor care as she tackled him from behind. Instantly she twisted his arms behind his back, using her knee to dig into his spine as she roughly used the emergency handcuffs from her medkit. Then from her belt she pulled out a tranquillizer and jammed it into Rutian's neck. Using her weight to hold him down she didn't let up until the tranquillizer took effect and Rutian passed out. In an almost professional manner she sat Rutian up against the bed.

Namyr wiped the sweat from her brow, chills breaking out over her body as she took a step back, and then a few more. She reached out with a shaking hand to the case that held Rutian's Lyaer'tsa. Taking out the weapon she sat down against the wall on the opposite side of the room the Lyaer'tsa in her lap as she stared at Rutian. She had not meant to hurt him, most Twi'lek's Lekku weren't that sensitive, and even then she had no weapons on herself except for the basic ones all medic carried and Rutian had attacked her. She needed to relax, her mind was going a mile a minute and when Rutian woke up she needed a calm mind to deal with him.

Breathing in and out she easily fell into the meditation she was taught when she was a dancer. Her body relaxed and with closed eyes she lost all sense of time. It could have been several minutes or hours but Rutian groaned the soreness the tranquillizer brought to his body waking him up. For as moment Namyr didn't move, the sunlight shining in from a crack in the curtain slashing her body giving her an almost holy aura. Then she brought her hand up to block the sun as she opened her eyes. Gently she placed the weapon on the floor and got her her feet.

She was silent as she walked over to Rutian and reached behind him and began unlocking the handcuffs.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Rutian murmured gruffly.

"No, not really," Namyr said releasing Rutian's arms, who in turn rubbed his wrists to get the blood circulating in his hand again, "See Rutian," she said sitting down on the bed, kicking her foot back and forth a little, "I won't lie, you're pretty fucked up."

"Like I haven't heard that before," Rutain mumbled, Namyr gently tugged on one of his Lekku to silence him.

"But also, I could have been like you, angry, lost, and ready to strike out an anything you're not comfortable with. But someone helped me, so I wouldn't be like that. And you need that help to, I still offer my hand to you if you want that help," she said smiling a little, "If not I can just leave and we'll never see each other again."

'Oh, Aslond'eswo, I wish I could have found you sooner, seeing you in so much pain..." Namyr's voice drifted into barely a whisper. She wrapped her arms around Rutian's shoulders holding him close to her. She kissed his forehead and rubbed Rutian's back as he shook. It was as if he wanted to cry but was keeping it inside and was just shaking.

"Its okay, its okay, you're going to be alright, I'm going to help you," she murmured softly laying back on the bed still holding Rutian. His face was buried in her collar bone and slowly his arms wrapped around her waist holding her as close as possible, as if he thought she would suddenly disappear leaving him alone. Namyr continued to whisper comforting things to him, laying by him. Occasionally her lips would brush against the top of his head, Namyr herself held back tears not wanting Rutian to make the mistake of her relating and comforting him to pitying him.

Their Lekku intertwined with each other and Namyr gently held one of Rutians in her own. His long blue fingers wrapping around hers, Namyr couldn't help be fascinated by how the colors contrasted against one another she, oddly enough, liked it. How strong he had to be to destroy his weapon, the one thing that he had counted on for some many years, the only thing. But he had thrown it away and was seeking comfort, something Namyr was willing to give a hundred times over.

"Aslond'eswo I wish you would have kept speaking to me after our mission," she said adjusting her arms so they wrapped around his waist as her face rested on the top of his head.

Namyr let out a small chuckle, "When you kissed me I realized something. I was attracted to you, more then I should have considering the amount of times you tried to kill me," she said building up what she wanted to say, "It was something new to me, I've never trusted anyone of my own species, let alone someone with so many problems. But I do, strangely enough, and I care about you more then I should, I've always been level headed about things like this. But since I've met you all the careful calculations have gone out the window.."

'You're babbling," Rutian pointed out with a smirk.

"Yes, yes I suppose I am," Namyr sighed closing her eyes and was silent, "After that mission I broke things off with the guy you saw me with, Rogueboy. I couldn't go through with it anymore, the heartbreak. I wanted that quiet life with a marriage and children. And even if he had wanted that the percentage of a human and a Twi'lek having offspring is so rare it would probably never happen," Namyr said not really sure herself what she was saying, "Nevermind I've seemed to forgotten what the point of what I wanted to say..."

"Oh Alsond'eswo, its not that easy, it never is," Namyr spoke holding the blue Twi'lek closer to her, "you have so many problems right now, so many things to fight through. Marrying me would only cause more trouble. Don't try to argue it, I'm willing to put myself at risk, but if we were to have children I could not put them through any pain. Maybe one day, but we would have so much to discover about one another before marriage and children should even be discussed."

"Oh," Rutian said looking disappointed.

"Don't be so depressing," Namyr said her lips twitching trying not to smile, "I'm willing to be with you until you win your fight. I'm willing to love you with all my heart and help you."