Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

[flightforfreedom]

 

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:
Bounty Posters
 

Comments

[killtime]

At least you're honest about it.

[ Friends tell friends when they're willing to shoot them, right?

Though that next bit — she has half a mind to almost be amused by Rex's question. "Operation" is a big word for what she and Poe have going on around here — particularly considering he only just learned her name, and she'd been telling herself she was going to leave any day now. But sure, she's officially Poe's co-pilot now, so why not call it an operation. They've earned it, with this gig. And she knows they work together as if they've been a team for years instead of a mere month — even if she'd rather not admit that out loud. ]

I met Hot Shot here three weeks ago.

[flightforfreedom]

Good.

[ And it is good. There are those in the slowly congealing rebellion that would not hesitate to put civilians at risk. He's met a few. People who see terror as a weapon to wield against an Empire built on it.

Poe isn't one of those people. And he has no desire to work with those that are.

But at the question, he just nods with Andy's answer. ]

Yeah. Picked her up almost by accident. She told you her name before she told me, but she's the co-pilot now so she's gonna have to start signing the paperwork. [ He says it wryly. ]

As for me and this ship and BB-8? Two years. Eight months.

[ct_7567]

[ Rex raises a brow. He likes to think he knows a thing or two about how this stuff works - about teamwork, about synergy, about what it takes to really make a team. He's one of millions, built to work with his brothers as one person. One body, one heart, one soul. That's what they say.

But they're all individuals. Rex knows better than anyone that while it may come more naturally to them and while they're trained for that exact purpose, it takes time to get a unit working with that sort of cohesion, especially without any single authority to look to.

It certainly takes longer than three weeks for complete strangers to get to that point. ]

I see it's a habit of yours, then. [ So Poe collects strays. Dangerous work, in this galaxy. All things considered, Rex can't complain. ]

I'm surprised. And I don't get surprised easy. [ Not a lie; even when they'd been bombarded and Rex had been unmasked, he'd reacted more with aggression than any semblance of surprise.

The offer had surprised him, though, so maybe he only gets surprised when it comes to the foolishness of you two. ]

You two work like you've been doing this for a while.

[killtime]

[ Andy shrugs, like it's no big deal. Even though it kind of is. Because she's definitely broken all her rules just by staying here. Three weeks is a hell of a lot longer than she's partnered up with anybody else in the last century or so. ]

Helps that we're good at our jobs.

[ Probably helps that they've been fucking regularly this entire time too. Call it team building exercises.

She goes on dryly: ]

And he's not so hard to read either. Doesn't take a Jedi to get him figured out.

[flightforfreedom]

[ Poe shrugs. ]

It's a big, heartless galaxy sometimes. I take friends where I can find them.

[ He gives Andy a bit of a look, though he can't really argue, so: ]

I'm going to take that as a compliment? I'm choosing to take that as a compliment.

[ct_7567]

[ Rex looks slowly between Andy and Poe. She's bullshitting. And he'd like her - and him, if he's as aware as the Scythian is about how rare that sort of battle synergy is; she's had a hell of a lot longer to figure it out - to know that he knows she's bullshitting. And then the moment's over and he's nodding, because it's really none of his damn business. ]

If you say so. [ It's a phrase that gets trotted out with as much frequency as sir used to, on account of the fact that you can say it and it can mean seventeen different things simultaneously, fifteen of which aren't wise to say at any given point. ]

I won't get in the way of that either way. I'm quicker than some Jedi at catching onto that sort of thing.

[ Rex loves his Jedi. It had pained him to leave them. But they could be pretty damn dense when push came to shove. ]

[killtime]

[ She gives Rex a bit of a look back, like she knows that his little "If you say so" should be interpreted a certain way — but at the same time, if she's not being called out, then she's not complaining. ]

Given how our mission went, I somewhat doubt you'd be in the way regardless. [ Wryly, with a light shrug of her shoulders: ] Besides, handy as you are with a blaster, I'd say midrange between me and Hot Shot is exactly where you belong.