bakerstreet | star wars au meme

[ imperial agent, currently a spy within the rebellion. ]

[Hey. :3 Idk what but I'm sure there's some shenanigans these two can get into if you're interested?]

[ Absolutely!! Running a rebellion mission together, her ending up behind enemy lines and him bailing her out, or maybe him checking out rumors about someone who's force-sensitive, etc - let me know if you have any ideas or prefs! ]

[I really like her behind enemy lines and needing a bailout. Very S1. XD]

[ Imperial presence on the planet is thin, but it's strong enough that they've established a small foothold; well-guarded and well-armed, serving as a stopping point for further advancement and trading with (or shaking down) the locals.

It's one of the few stations out this far, and one of the few chances Ward has had to make a report in-person in months. He slips away from his team, gets on-base and makes the report without issue. Then, of course, runs into one of his friendly rebel teammates on his way out the door.

There's no way to be sure she's seen him. They don't make eye contact, but they pass right by each other as she's dragged through for processing. The options are still limited: either he makes sure she doesn't leave this base alive, just in case, or he plays the angle. Convinces her that he's on her side, a double agent; the potential pay-off for the latter is exponentially higher. He's already given as much intel as he can up to this point, and securing her trust and a cover for continued Imperial contact is worth the risk.

Probably. It's possible that he's also just coming up with excuses not to kill her, but that's something he isn't in the mood to evaluate.

Anyway, long story short: they shove Skye into a cramped cell near the back of the base, and she spends about four insanely boring hours there until the guard on patrol collapses without warning. If she was paying attention, she might've heard the gunshot; if not, she'll probably notice the scorch mark on his back.

Ward steps over the body so he can reach the door panel, punching in a code and tossing a gun through the door the second it slides open. Think fast. ]

We don't have much time.

[There had been no mistaking him -- the Rebellion didn't have enough tall, dark, and handsome going around for it to be anyone else. If he saw her, he gave no indication of it, and like that all the fight and struggle had gone out of Skye. She couldn't even shout to him, her mouth felt dry and there was a substantial lump in her throat. The two soldiers that had been escorting her to a cell moved her along, like a boat in a current.

Her resolve disappeared almost completely when the cell door closed and locked behind her. A dumb misstep and disobeying orders had brought her here, and now it was probably going to be the end of her. They would try to get what she knew out of her, and then kill her, one less soldier for the Rebellion. The cell wasn't big enough to pace in, so she sat, trying to prepare herself to withstand whatever torture was being planned for her.

But maybe it wouldn't happen like that. Ward was here, and he hadn't been escorted wherever he'd been headed to. Why was he here? Fitz couldn't have gotten back to base that quickly, and even if he had, were they going to send rescue for one tech head who couldn't keep her damn mouth shut? After a time she began to doubt herself, maybe it wasn't him, and her brain had seen what she wanted to see: a friendly face, a way out. Maybe she was truly alone. Perhaps that had never changed.

Skye is beginning to make peace with the fact that she isn't leaving here alive, and is even a little annoyed that they've left her to sweat it out this long, but just as she was about to make the transition from 'slightly annoyed' to 'really irritated' she heard the heavy footsteps in the corridor beyond the steel door, and pushed herself to her feet -- they weren't going to find her cowering like a wounded animal. The gunshot scared her, and she put her back against the wall opposite the door. Before she could process what that possibly could have been, the door slides open. Ward is on the other side, and throws one of the blasters to her. She fumbles, but manages not to drop it.

I damn well knew it was you, she nearly says, but her next instinct restrains her from doing so. There is undeniably a strain of relief rushing through her, but also the underlying question: what is he doing here? She comes forward, recovered slightly, but still shaken.]

I didn't think anyone was coming.

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