sekkritaus | Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

TIMELINE
* indicates NSFW

Andy and Poe meet *
Andy and Poe's first gig *
Rex Meet Cute
Poe makes Andy the Copilot *
Poe and Rex have a Pleasant Evening *
Poe gets Andy off talking about how hot Rex is when he makes an O face *
Poe confesses his feelings for Andy, she storms off
Poe tells Rex about Andy storming off and accidentally confesses feelings for him too
Finally getting the stupid woman back on the ship
Andy and Rex "spar"
Poe getting to say "I love you" to Andy during sex and not getting punched *
Poe and Andy get snacks for Rex, or try to anyway
Poe gets himself hurt
Poe wakes up and gets lectured at by Andy
Then by Rex
Poe Tells Andy he wants to marry them at the worst possible moment *
Andy and Poe propose to Rex

UNSURE TIMELINE:
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[ Poe was furious, with that sort of boiling rage that was probably just fear masquerading as someone else. They were planet side, for once, gathering supplies, and he and Andy had fought, and she had just left, without a word. Poe had spent a good ten minutes just swearing to himself in the cockpit and uselessly kicking at the bulkhead before he had finally gotten up and gone looking through the ship for Rex. ]

We're grounded until further notice. [ Was the first thing he said when he found the clone. ] Because Andy's up and gone who the hell knows where and we can't leave without her so we're grounded.

[ Rex had been in the midst of doing the laundry - everyone's laundry; it seems horribly inefficient to focus on his own, and the others never care quite as much as he does about getting the blood stains out properly - when he'd heard first a bang, then a loud curse. It could be sex, which is a far louder affair than what Rex had originally been led to believe. It could be some malfunction in the engine, which would be unfortunate, but certainly not a tragedy. Or it could be something worse.

He darts out into the hallway regardless, hands still damp, suds still gathered in the deep groove of his knuckles, catching Poe just as he storms around the corner. ] Whoa, hey. [ He braces his hands against Poe's shoulders. ] What do you mean, she's gone?

[ The grip at least forces him to a stop, but he's still steaming. It's obvious, though, that's he's more hurt than angry - or at least that the latter comes from the former. He's also worried. ]

What I said. She up and went. One second everything was fine and then the next she was spouting a bunch of bantha shit and then boom she stormed out. I was going to talk her down but she was already leaving the hangar before I managed to calm down enough to do it.

[ Because he's super calm, now. Can't you tell. ]

So we can't leave. I know we need another job but we can't leave without her so we're just going to have to be stuck here until she gets some damned sense shoved back in her head--

Slow down, Poe. I can't do anything about this with you flying off the handle like this, [ Rex says sharply. He's managed to relax in recent years, with Andy and Poe's help, relinquish his grip on authority, learn how to work in a team instead of as a leader for a change, but it's difficult for him not to revert back to that place when under stress. Being in the midst of a firefight doesn't count as stress. One of their little team storming off? That definitely does. ]

Who do you think I am? Of course we're not leaving until we find her. And we will find her, no matter how long it takes. God knows all of us have lived off less before.

[ Worst case scenario, they take on a couple of local, petty jobs or rely on some of their stocks. But that won't come to pass. Rex is sure of it. She'll come back before too long - the idea of one of their lot just going AWOL for any longer is absolutely unthinkable. ]

You'd better tell me what happened so I know what the kriff to say to her when we find her.

[ Stupid Andy. Stupid, reckless Andy. Doesn't she know that they can't afford this kind of nonsense by now? ]

[It's the "who do you think I am" that kicks him hardest in the gut, because of course he knows that Rex wouldn't leave her. Wouldn't leave either of them. He's just so worked up that he's yelling at nothing.

He lets out a hard breath, glaring off to the side bulkhead. ]

Sorry, Rex, I just - it was so dumb, I shouldn't have said anything, it's just - it feels a little ridiculous, hopping between the two of you. Like I have to pretend that they're separate things. So I cracked a joke - that was it - about how we should call you to join us, and she flipped out on me.

[ Force, it hurt so much worse to recount it than it had in the moment when he was all hopped up on righteous indignation. His expression falters. ] I told her I love you. Plural you. Both of you. She didn't want to hear it. Said we fuck sometimes but that was it.

So she left.

[ There's a lot more that he could say - everything else Andy had hurled at him to hurt him - but that was pointless. She didn't mean it anyway. No reason to hurt Rex, too.

Which would probably be easier if he hadn't just made a second botched confession in as many minutes. He didn't even noticed he'd said it. It was just... How things were. He didn't understand why she was angry with him for pointing out the obvious.

[ When Poe mentions joking about Rex coming to join them, he raises a brow. When Poe mentions love, that brow is quickly joined by the next. His brain stutters and slows; he had been in crisis control mode, plain and simple, and crisis control doesn't allow for sentiment, doesn't allow for what they get up to in their spare time, and it sure as hell doesn't include love. He doesn't know what he'd thought this was about. Maybe Poe had pushed too hard when Andy didn't want to talk about something from her nebulous past; maybe Andy had been getting reckless and Poe had taken umbrage with that; maybe they just disagreed on who they were rooting for for the limmie championship. Who knows!

Love, though. Good god. ]

You -- you what?

[ He can't be hearing this right. ]

[ It's an amazing thing, to be able to watch Poe Dameron's brain work in real time. He'd been off on one track so thoroughly that Rex's reply brought him to a screeching halt. He paused, mouth partway open, brows furrowing a little bit, trying to make sense of it.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Like a little light going off above his head, his expression shifted to somewhere between surprised and mortified. Fuck. Dammit, Dameron, you had literally just fucked this up once and then barrelled into it without thinking about it again.

His expression changed a third time, a flush tinting his cheeks and throat as something proud and defiant slipped onto his face, and he finally closed his mouth so he didn't look like some kind of fish. He swallowed. Fine, he'd do this properly. ... Even if the defiance still made him look a little angry. ]

I love you. [ Plural you. Halfway between a challenge and a declaration. ] I haven't - exactly said it, so much, but I thought it had been pretty obvious for a long time. At least it's been obvious to me. As is the way you guys feel about each other, so I wasn't really expecting-- [ He cleared his throat, the flush deepening a little. ]

I love you, Rex. [ Singular you. ] You had to have already known that, right?

[ Rex always figured he knew how love worked. He hasn't felt a lack of it, as some assume he may have. He's always had his family by his side, up until everything went to hell, and after that? It didn't seem quite so important anymore. But maybe he doesn't know how love works, because he doesn't know what the hell this is, and he never expected what Poe's going on about now, and --

Well, he's pretty damn sure that a declaration of love isn't supposed to come on the heels of the third party of whatever the kriff they are storming out without a word. He still looks flabbergasted, clutching at the straws of what's left of his dignity. None of this had been planned. It's not how it was supposed to go. Rex knew how his life was supposed to go, and it's not like this, not with these two, not with this kind of life. ]

How the hell was I supposed to know that?

[ Ho boy. Poe gave him a loot that pretty clearly only read 'Seriously?' before dropping his shoulders a little helplessly.

Force, he'd messed this up. How the hell was he going to manage the damage control on this one?

Well, nothing for it except to barrel through. ]

Rex - this ship - the three of us - literally nothing I've ever known has worked like this. Or been this good. I know that things were different for you and that you haven't exactly had a lot of - outside experience that way - but even you can see that we're not normal, right? We're lucky as hell.

And I don't think you can tell me that you feel about either Andy or I like you felt about anyone else before. [ He was taking a serious risk, here, a serious assumption, but - Poe had other lovers before and it had still never been like this, so. He was at least eighty percent confident in this assertion. It just happened to sound like he was two hundred percent confident instead. ]

And yeah I know I could have - [ Maybe should have - ] - kept my mouth shut, but I want you guys to be as happy as I am. Instead of everyone pretending that this is definitely totally how team mates normally behave.

I've only ever fought alongside family before.

[ How is he supposed to know what's normal and what isn't? The way Poe had welcomed him into the fold had been warm; immediate. It had felt as though that's how he acts with everyone, not just their odd little group they've managed to cobble together out of spare parts. And of course he's never felt like this about anyone else. He's never had the opportunity. He can admit to their luckiness, to the fact that they work like a well-oiled machine, that it feels like they were meant to slot into place beside each other, but that's - that's how he was made. To work with others. For others. He'll fight and argue and snarl, but all it takes is for Poe and Andy to point them in a direction for him to wind up following along. It's like fighting with family, but -- different.

He remembers at the beginning, how he had intended to leave. It was for his own sake. He wasn't safe around anyone; it would have taken nothing for Poe or Andy to turn him in and reap the rewards. There had been a hefty sum available to anyone who found a deserted clone, let alone an officer. It just wasn't smart to stay with anyone else for too long, no matter what they'd gone through. But he'd stayed.

And then he had intended to leave all over again, for their sake, knowing how dangerous it was for them to stick with someone so sought after. And again, he'd stayed. Both are beyond logic and reason. Every ounce of his good judgment had told him to leave a hundred times over, like Andy ostensibly has, but he didn't. Even now, leaving one of them behind or staking out on his own as he once intended to seems like an impossibility. ]

Oh, damn it.

[ Maybe Poe was an inevitability. You can only let someone be so close to you without something else complicating things. But no - he thinks about leaving Andy behind, as sharp and ornery as she is, valiant in battle and as coarse as any pilot he's ever met, slotting in between he and Poe as though she belongs there. His frown deepens. If not for Andy's previous reaction, it would be safe to say that this is the most disgruntled anyone's ever been to realize that he loves someone else and that he's loved in return. He lifts one hand to cover his mouth. ]

Oh, damn it.

[ Yes, he loves them. Of course he does. It was never in the plan - it just happened, somewhere, along the way. ]

You could have let me know that's what was going on sooner.

[ Rex, that's not how relationships work. ]

[ Poe waits, his anxiety only really visible in the way that his hand flexes and clenches at his side, waiting to see if Rex is going to blow up. Not that he expects Rex to blow up, but he might start spluttering and take off after Andy, and that would mean that Poe would have to chase two idiots around until they come home.

So he waits, Rex's stoic expression hard to read even though Poe can almost see the gears grinding in his head. He doesn't look happy. Which would normally be considered not a very good thing at all, if he hadn't literally been shoved a few minutes ago.

So when Rex finally comes around to the accusation, Poe lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. ]

That's - Honestly, I figured you already knew. Why else would I-- [ But he cut off, because really? Not the time. ] -- Look. I thought we all knew and were just being coy about it for - I don't know - in case anyone was jealous? Or feeling left out? But that never seemed to be the case, and everything was working, so it seemed a bit silly to keep up the charade--

[ Except that Poe had finally realised that it hadn't been a charade. They were just. Being dumb.

He sighed, and rubbed his face with his hand. At least he felt calmer. He was still worried and he still wanted to go after Andy, but he felt a little calmer. ]

And I don't know if sooner would have helped. I think that this was probably too soon, for Andy at least. But at least now it's - out there.

I've never been coy in my life.

[ ...okay, that one's probably not a lie. It's not in Rex's make-up. But he stops to consider what Poe says, not because he understands it, but because it's obviously important to him. Hell, it's important to Andy too, if she stormed out over it. He can't place a single time when he'd felt jealous of Andy about anything other than her prowess in a fight or, perhaps, the fact that she always manages to fire off one-liners before he gets his out. But when it comes to Poe? He can't imagine why he'd be jealous, or upset. Andy deserves goodness in her life, and so does Poe - them together just means that they got to stumble into it together. To feel jealous of such a thing seems to Rex a decidedly selfish notion.

There's just one thing he doesn't understand. ]

What made you think we weren't already happy? With the way things were?

[ So he loves them. That idea will take time to get used to. He knows that. But how it changes things, concretely, in their day-to-day is absolutely negligible. He'll still have their back, and they'll still have his. They'll still be together, to hell with Andy's whims. What more is there to it? ]

I didn't say I thought you weren't. I said I wanted you guys to be as happy as I am.

[ Which was why he was now starting to feel so honestly guilty for even bringing it up. ]

I'm sure it would have been fine if we just - ignored it - but that's pretty rich coming from me. I'm obviously getting the best end of the deal.

[ He faltered, trying to come up with the right words to explain. When he spoke again, it was carefully. ]

It's like - it's like being in a squadron of fighters, right? We work good together. But all of my maneuvers are either with you or Andy. And every time I think about it, I can see a hundred thousand ways that we could be so much better if our attack runs used all three of us. [ He's really stretching this metaphor, but... ] We're always better together, Rex. The three of us.

And because whatever either of you say about it, I would have to be a blind hutt not to know how much you guys want to be together, too. It just - it makes sense.

[ Poe thinks he's the one getting the best end of the deal? That makes Rex look even more skeptical than ever. Maybe they'd all been aimless at the beginning, but Rex had been the one on the run, unable to meet anyone he could possibly trust. No friends, no families, no allies, not a friendly face in sight. And somehow, impossibly, he'd wound up with two people not only willing to stay by his side but people he wants by his side - good, noble, brave, foolhardy people he can trust with his life. He doesn't need the word love bandied about to get the good end of this deal.

He has a life now. A happy one. It's something he'd never dared dream of before and something he's still astonished he's got now. Sure, the idea of - of maneuvers with Andy is -- well. She's an remarkable woman, isn't she? Coy at times and fierce at others, as enchanting as any gussied up noble that Rex has ever seen, even when covered with grime and blood, a wild grin on her face, in any of her many moods. And perhaps he's heard and known that they're - maneuvering, which is not without some accompanying --

Well. Rex coughs and looks away, his neck and ears beginning to burn traitorously in a way that means that he knows he's flushing. ]

I think it's fair to say we are as happy as you are, [ he says, voice tight in a way that has nothing to do with being upset with Poe. All this business is just a bit embarrassing. He's out of his depth, every step of the way. ] But regardless of how all this pans out, we need to go find her.

[ The blush was - well - really fucking cute, and Poe felt a surge of affection run through him. Affection, and then relief: Yeah. He was right. He'd been pretty damn sure he was right, but Andy had thrown him off, so it was a relief to get some kind of confirmation that wasn't "thou protest too much". The 'regardless of how this pans out' was more worrying - if only because it reminded Poe that there were a few different ways it could go- but he nodded. ]

Yeah. Though Force knows if she doesn't want to be found-- [ He was still frustrated and annoyed, but he was a lot calmer than he had been. ]

We'll find her. She'll come back.

I'm going to go grab BB-8 - she can't resist him, at least.

[ He moved as if to head off to another area of the ship, but stopped before he passed Rex. He put a hand on his arm, squeezing it gently, and then - a little compulsively, and the first time he's really done it outside of Rex's quarters - pressed a quick kiss to the clone's cheek. ]

Let's go.

[ Then he was off, calling for BB-8 as he went. ]

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Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

For Rex, Early Relationship, Post Andy Fight

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